Chapter 612 I’m Here to Mess Things Up

The audience breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the Sanskrit sound.

This song is nice, but it also makes people feel a little scared.

The mystery of religion makes people yearn for it, but it also makes people feel scared.

It was okay when listening to the monks chanting, but everyone was a little confused when listening to "All Things Grow".

The lyrics are weird, and the tone makes people's scalps numb.

They are scared, but they want to continue listening. Xu Nuo's final Sanskrit sound is like a life-saving straw, pulling them out of such an atmosphere.

It's like a sun shining into a valley full of fog.

It wasn't until the music ended that everyone started to applaud as if they had survived a disaster.

The abbot stood up and put his hands together, "Mr. Lin's song is so profound in Zen, and I am also fascinated by it. Amitabha."

The monks saluted in unison.

"Originally, there was a Sanskrit version of this song, but I haven't learned the Sanskrit sound yet." Lin Wanqing was still a little embarrassed.

The abbot bowed again, "Thank you, donor. After you learn the Sanskrit sound, can you come to Shaolin Temple again?"

"Of course." Lin Wanqing nodded in agreement.

"Donor Xu, do you want to perform again?" The abbot turned and looked at Xu Nuo.

This man gave him too many surprises today, and he has decided to treat him as a guest of honor.

Xu Nuo shook his head, "I have already sung two songs today, so I won't sing anymore."

"Donor, please do as you please."

Xu Nuo smiled, "I have always heard that Shaolin Temple has the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation. I wonder if I can see it?"

The abbot was stunned, then smiled bitterly, "My temple did have the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation before, but it was against the harmony of heaven and earth, and it has been lost now."

Xu Nuo felt a little regretful, "I originally wanted to experience the Bronze Men Formation of your temple to see if I can pass the level successfully."

After Xu Nuo learned the systematic kung fu, he always wondered what level he was at. The previous beating of Jin Heze was just a small test, and it didn't test his strength at all.

I haven't been able to fully demonstrate my strength at other times, so I feel a little itchy when I come to Shaolin Temple.

The abbot was stunned for a moment, "Master Xu, do you want to try my Shaolin Kung Fu?"

"Yes."

The audience who had finished watching the performance and were about to leave came back when they heard about this.

This excitement must be seen!

The abbot pondered for a moment, "Yanzhen, you practice with Master Xu."

"Yes, Master!" The monk named Yanzhen stepped out, his eyes sparkling, and his muscles bulged under his tight monk robe.

"Master Xu, Yanzhen is the most powerful monk of our Shaolin Yan generation. If you want to experience it, just practice with him."

Xu Nuo glanced at him, a little dissatisfied, "Only one?"

Abbot: "..."

Everyone: "???"

You are the most powerful, and you think it's not enough?

The abbot was dumbfounded, and Yanzhen was also unhappy.

The master asked him to come out, but he was still very unhappy. I am the number one master of the Yan generation, and I am practicing with you, an ordinary person. How cheap.

The audience also talked a lot, thinking that Yan Zhen alone was enough.

Lin Wanqing gently pulled Xu Nuo's clothes, "One person is enough."

"It's okay, just for fun." Xu Nuo patted Lin Wanqing's head.

The abbot hesitated for a moment and called out several people in succession, "You accompany Master Xu to practice, be careful and don't hurt anyone."

The master gave an order, and everyone had to obey, but they were all a little bored.

Shaolin monks are famous all over the world, and they all felt a little embarrassed to deal with an ordinary person.

Seeing so many people, Xu Nuo was finally satisfied.

"Please move to the martial arts field."

Everyone rushed to the martial arts field.

Xu Nuo tightened his clothes and stood at the edge of the field.

Yan Zhen also followed.

Xu Nuo was stunned for a moment, "Just you?"

Yan Zhen: "???"

"Donor, I will go first. If you don't feel satisfied, others will continue."

Xu Nuo shook his head.

Yan Zhen thought he didn't want to compete anymore, and a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes.

"If you don't want to fight, I can show you my real kung fu."

The tourists were talking about it, "Why is Nuoyan afraid to fight?"

"If we really fight, who dares to fight? He can fight, but that's only for ordinary people. Shaolin monks have been practicing for decades, how can they be opponents?"

"Hey, you're pretending too much."

Everyone was talking about it, and the abbot was about to speak up to give him a way out.

Xu Nuo suddenly said, "Abbot, one-on-one is not interesting, can you let a few masters..."

He paused.

The abbot looked puzzled, "Donor..."

Xu Nuo was a little embarrassed: "Let a few masters fight together."

The abbot's face looked a little ugly.

Yan Zhen and others also snorted coldly, thinking that he looked down on them.

Everyone was in an uproar.

"Fuck, using the most polite tone and saying the most arrogant words."

"Awesome!"

"So many people fighting together? Can he withstand it?"

Some people thought about it and felt that they had discovered the truth.

"If you hit one, you lose. If you hit several, you lose. It's better to just hit more!"

"I see."

"Very cunning."

"Hahaha, no problem. If you hit one, you lose, but if you hit more, you lose, and it's not shameful."

Lin Wanqing was a little worried and grabbed Xu Nuo's hand to try to stop him.

It doesn't matter whether Xu Nuo can fight or not. What matters is that he is her man.

Hand held by Lin Wanqing, Xu Nuo squeezed her hand, turned back and said: "It's okay, I just want to practice."

Lin Wanqing was still a little worried.

"Don't worry, the masters of Shaolin Temple know their limits."

The abbot pondered for a moment, "Yanzhen, Yanjue, Yankong, the three of you come together."

Three against one, in the abbot's opinion, it was enough to give face.

Everyone also felt that this face was enough. When did the Shaolin monks bully an ordinary person three against one?

However, Xu Nuo still shook his head, "I want to fight ten!"

The audience was in an uproar.

Too arrogant, generally, people who can fight, if they can beat one against one, they are considered powerful, one against two and one against three are masters, and if three or five people can't get close to them, they are top masters.

One against ten, this has only been seen on TV.

The abbot's face changed, and Yanzhen and others were so angry that their veins bulged.

Lin Wanqing became even more anxious, pulling Xu Nuo back, "Are you crazy?"

"Stop it."

Xiao Sa also came close, "Don't joke."

Zhao Lei pinched his shoulder, "Don't show off, kid."

Xu Nuo said gently, "Nothing else, I just want to learn from the masters."

Yan Zhen still refused to agree, so Xu Nuo took a step back, "How about this, Master, if we can beat you, how about you two come together?"

The pride of the monks does not allow them to fight with more people, unless the opponent is stronger than them.

Yan Zhen said coldly, "Please, benefactor!", and then stood there and got ready.

Lin Wanqing was a little anxious, and she wished she could go up for him.

This monk was tall and strong, and he was obviously really angry. What if he beat him up?

Xiao Sa also wanted to persuade him again.

However, Xu Nuo was very firm and could not be questioned at all.

Xu Nuo bowed his hands, then used his right foot to push forward, turned his shoulders, used his waist to push, and punched Yan Zhen in the chest.

Yan Zhen's pupils shrank. From the posture, Xu Nuo's force posture was very particular, and it was definitely not a casual punch.

However, Yan Zhen had practiced martial arts for many years and had his own pride. He crossed his arms and prepared to take the punch.

With a "bang", Yan Zhen retreated three steps.

As if he was hit by a train, Yan Zhen's feet did not move, and his two feet slid back on the ground.

Yan Zhen's heart was filled with a storm.

For so many years, except for a few masters, few people could beat him back three steps with one punch.

Although he did not go all out, he was beaten back three steps in a defensive posture with one punch. Is he still a human being?

There was a dead silence at the scene.

Everyone was stunned.

That punch just now did not look like a performance.

If it was an act, Yan Zhen should have stepped back three steps instead of sliding out three steps.

Because this violates the laws of physics.

No matter how powerful the martial arts is, it cannot escape this law.

"Is he really that strong?"

"Fuck, that thump doesn't look fake!"

"It's just acting!"

Some people began to question it.

It's too outrageous. Yan Zhen is tall and strong, and looks like he weighs more than 100 pounds. How exaggerated is it to send someone flying with one punch.

However, the abbot's face suddenly became serious.

The expressions of the other monks changed from anger to solemnity.

There was no trick in the punch just now, it was just a hard-hitting punch, but Yan Zhen almost didn't block it.

Even if he didn't go all out, it was also exaggerated.

Yan Zhen stood firm, "Come again!"

Xu Nuo nodded, "Master, be careful, I'm going to use all my strength!"

Yan Zhen frowned, he didn't even use all his strength just now?

Damn, what kind of monster is this.

"I didn't use my full strength either."

Xu Nuo nodded slightly, kicked his feet, and rushed out like a sharp arrow, another cannon punch.

Yan Zhen took a deep breath, tensed his whole body, and used all his strength to prepare to resist this punch.

Everyone's eyes widened.

The camera was pointed at the two.

The live broadcast room recorded the audience's eyes without blinking.

"Bang!"

Yan Zhen flew out five steps.

!!!

"Fuck!"

"Nima, this is real kung fu!"

"Fuck, I saw it clearly, Yan Zhen's clothes were shaken by the beating, and the whole person flew out!"

"If Yan Zhen's lower body was not stable enough, he would probably be knocked down directly."

Everyone was in an uproar.

Lin Wanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes.

Yan Zhen's blood surged, and he felt his arms numb and his blood surged in his chest.

He almost didn't resist this punch.

He had already tried his best.

"Master, you may not be able to resist just by defending, please attack." Xu Nuo stood still and said.

The audience understood, and those who thought Yan Zhen could not beat him before also understood.

"I told you, defense is different from offense."

"When Yan Zhen attacks, Nuo Yan should admit defeat."

What he wanted was a contest, not a human sandbag.

If he just defended like this, his true level could not be seen at all.

And if they really fought, others were not fools, and they would not stand there and let him attack like this.

In other words, Yan Zhen was more honest.

Yan Zhen let out a long breath, adjusted himself, and put his hands together, "Donor, I am going to attack."

"Please!"